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At the top of the staircase on the roof of Asahiyama High, two people were currently engaged in yet another act of debauchery just within 24 hours of their first meeting, and not even 12 hours have passed since their last time being in this position.
Itsuki was kneeling on the cold hard floor, her uniform completely discarded as she sucked her tutor off eagerly. Fuutarou was completely naked as well, guiding the red-haired girl and her mouth along his rock-hard member by grabbing her head and just directing her to a specific part of him.
The two ended up this position after Itsuki approached her tutor during lunch while he was eating in peace with Yumi. Her excuse was that she needed him for something important, so Fuutarou had no choice but to apologize to his childhood friend for leaving her out of nowhere. Yumi reassured him that it was fine and simply told the two to have fun, like she knew what was about to happen.
Fuutarou was honestly surprised when Itsuki led him here and began to strip her clothes before dropping to her knees, quickly unbuttoning his pants and pulling it down along with his boxers to reveal his cock. Before she could do anything else though, the blonde punk stopped her and reminded her that he was the one who called the shots between them, and Itsuki followed his command like an obedient pup. He took off his clothes like her afterwards, before allowing the girl to get to work.
Their wild but fun threesome with Yumi yesterday ended with Itsuki finally receiving that orgasm she desired from Fuutarou, which she was denied of at first. Before that happened though, Yumi had another turn with the blonde delinquent, taking his member up her asshole that time which only caused the red-haired quintuplet to feel even more jealous as she watched Fuutarou pound his childhood friend in her tightest hole. Needless to say, when it was finally her turn, Itsuki clung on to him like a lifeline, not wanting him to release his climax anywhere but inside of her.
He had a feeling that Itsuki was going to approach him for sex again after yesterday's events, but he didn't think it would be this soon. Oh well, less thinking and more fucking.
"S-So you're the tutor who was hired by Father to teach us?" Itsuki asked while licking his shaft all over, while also pumping it up and down with her hand slowly in a sensual manner. She heard from Fuutarou himself just now that he was hired by her father to teach her and her sisters as their tutor.
Fuutarou looked down at her, pleasantly surprised with this turn of events. "Your father told you about it, then? That's good. It saves me time to explain everything to you."
Itsuki stared at her tutor for a few moments, before she thought of the possibilities that would happen with Fuutarou — the top student of this school — being there to help them. "Having you as our tutor does make things easier… since my sisters and I are all suffering from the same problem when it comes to our academics…" she spoke, convinced that the blonde punk was fully capable of helping her sisters and herself to graduate.
"I figured that was the case when my old man told me about it," he added, thinking of what to do next now that Itsuki knew about his job. There wasn't really anything else to do now other than do his job, but he needed to know where they lived first. "You want to walk together after classes, then? I don't really know where you live, unless you want me to follow you around when you go home," he asked.
The girl nodded in agreement. "I'm fine with that, but I'll have to send a message to my sisters and tell them to head home before me again."
"Then do it later. Right now, get to work. You wanted me to go here for a reason, so you better not waste my time."
"Yes, sir."
After that simple response, Itsuki shifted her full attention to pleasing her tutor with her mouth, taking in his rock-hard member into her mouth, before bobbing her head back and forth. Fuutarou was honestly impressed that she could almost fit his whole length inside her mouth, which must be a result of this girl's extreme appetite.
If this had taken place yesterday, then Itsuki's face would have turned beet red by now, especially when referring to her tutor in such a way. But after what transpired between her, Fuutarou, and Yumi yesterday, the redhead threw her embarrassment out of the window that all that she had in her mind now was thoughts of pleasing her master and receiving a reward from him.
It's crazy how quick people can change on a whim, especially for a girl like this.
Itsuki continued to give him a blowjob for a whole minute until Fuutarou placed his hand on her head, which suddenly stopped her in her actions and made her look up at him in confusion.
"You're doing good, but I want you to use your tits this time. Not your mouth."
The girl took a moment to let those words sink into her mind, trying to understand what he meant by it. She was still a beginner when it comes to these things, after all.
But despite that, Itsuki understood enough of his words to have an idea of what she needed to do. She grabbed both of her breasts and sandwiched his cock in between them before she began moving up and down, which only served to heighten her arousal in the end. She could feel her juices rolling down her thighs, while feeling more of the need to have this meat stick inside her as soon as possible.
"L-Like this, sir?" she asked, looking up at her tutor as she continued to please him with her large breasts.
"Good girl," he smirked, reaching down to pat her head which caused her to beam at him, something that he noticed right away. Looks like this girl has a fondness for being spoiled, which he quickly took note of for future reference. "Keep doing that."
That was all that Itsuki needed to hear. She guided her breasts up and down along his cock and even leaned down to lick the tip of his head with her tongue, making sure to do her best so that she would get a reward from her master.
Fuutarou remained silent on his part, though he couldn't stop himself from staring at the way those heavenly jugs moved along with Itsuki's movements and how good they felt against his rod down there. The moment he felt her tongue on his cock once more, he had to hold back a moan that almost escaped his mouth, but he couldn't really deny that this girl adjusted to this newfound knowledge so quickly. Yumi learned how to give him a titjob about a week after they first did it, but Itsuki did it in only a day thanks to his instructions.
Ah, what the hell was he doing? He shouldn't be comparing those two. In the end, they were both beautiful women and they were both his.
Itsuki continued with the titjob for a few more minutes, while also licking Fuutarou's throbbing rod all over like it was some kind of exotic lollipop. Then, without warning, thick ropes of cum shot out of the bulbous head below her, hitting her directly in the face multiple times. The girl yelped as she was given a makeover of sorts by Fuutarou's own dick, covering her face and her hair with his hot spunk.
"Master, you should've said that you were going to do that," she puffed her cheeks and pouted at him, obviously upset that he didn't warn her ahead of time, but not because he did it on her face. She even scooped up some strands of his cum with her fingers and licked them clean, creating a very arousing sight to see.
"That would have ruined the surprise, wouldn't it?" he teased, before stretching his arms out. "But I guess that means we should stop wasting time with this, Itsuki-chan."
"Iya!" she yelped in surprise when Fuutarou suddenly grabbed her by her armpits and carried her almost effortlessly. In response, Itsuki wrapped her legs around his waist as she felt her back touching the cold but smooth wall behind her.
Fuutarou didn't let Itsuki say anything as he rammed his pulsing member into her pussy while swooping down to capture her lips with his in a heated makeout session, muffling the loud cry that threatened to escape her lips. Fuutarou could have sworn that she came at that moment, feeling her juices leaking out of her twat but paid it no mind. It just meant that she liked this and wanted more of it.
The redhead knew she was at Fuutarou's complete mercy now, but there's nothing she could do to complain, nor did she want to. All she could do right now was moan into the kiss that he gave her, surrendering herself to him completely as he fucked her hard and fast, pistoning in and out of her hot and wet entrance over and over.
Fuutarou broke the kiss a few moments later, before diving in to kiss and suck on the girl's neck, with Itsuki tilting her head slightly to let him do what he wanted. The young tutor made sure not to be too rough with the kisses, lest he risk a hickey that will be noticed by everyone when they return to class.
Ironically, while he didn't have any problem with other girls watching him fuck Yumi senseless yesterday, he didn't want anyone to see him doing this with Itsuki right here. Well, that was mostly because of his job, which he would surely lose if any word of this reaches the quintuplets' father.
After having his way with her neck, Fuutarou raised his head to look at Itsuki again, with the red-haired quint staring back at him in return. Their lips met afterwards, this time in a gentle kiss, free from the lust and passion that one would find in sex. They kissed longer this time, with Itsuki finding herself deeply enjoying this moment that she didn't want it to end. When Fuutarou separated from her again, she whimpered in disappointment but was calmed down when she heard his next words.
"Hang on tight," he whispered to her, which Itsuki followed almost immediately. She wrapped her arms around his neck just as Fuutarou reached down and grabbed her butt with both hands, squeezing the cheeks a few times before picking up the pace.
Her cries became louder as Fuutarou slammed hard into her cunt again and again, hitting her with so much pleasure that Itsuki began to feel overwhelmed. Her head dropped on his shoulder, reduced to a moaning mess while the young man didn't stop for even a second, feeling his orgasm drawing near.
Both teenagers threw their heads back as their individual orgasms hit at the same time; Fuutarou gritted his teeth while Itsuki moaned as loud as she could as she felt her lover's hot sperm filling her to the brim. At the same time, she sprayed her body fluids all over his invading cock, mixing in with his cum before the girl began to leak down there, unable to keep all of it inside of her.
The two were unaware of it, though. They were too focused on riding out their orgasm to even notice, but they would surely pay it little mind in favor of what they felt at the moment. After a whole minute, their climax finally subsided and they were left breathing heavily afterwards.
Despite feeling tired from their lovemaking, Itsuki mustered enough strength to realize that Fuutarou kissed her deeply one more time, causing her to return it as much as she could. And then, only for a moment, she felt that if she ever falls asleep during their remaining classes, it wouldn't be such a bad thing.
«-x-X-x-»
The rest of the day flew by quickly and after classes had ended, Fuutarou told his childhood friend that he wouldn't be able to walk home with her because he would be going with Itsuki to her home for his job as a tutor. Yumi simply bid him good luck and even stole a kiss from him before leaving, which caused the red-haired quintuplet to pout in jealousy where she was.
Itsuki didn't notice the look of amusement on Yumi's face as she left, only demanding a kiss from Fuutarou [who only sweat-dropped in confusion] as well.
After calming down the jealous quintuplet, the two continued on their way to the girl's home, which was at the very top of a tall apartment complex called the 'Pentagon'. The redhead led the way for him the entire time, while also taking note of how to get to the place on his own so that he wouldn't have to rely on Itsuki next time.
Upon reaching the top floor, the pair headed to the lone penthouse located there as Itsuki knocked on the door. The two waited for a few moments before the door was opened by another girl with the same face and hair color as Itsuki, only that she had shorter hair and had a green ribbon on her head. There's no doubt that she was one of Itsuki's sisters.
"Itsuki, welcome home!" she spoke in a tone that was full of energy, smiling brightly at her sister and her companion. "Oh, and you brought… a boy…"
She trailed off in her words unexpectedly as soon as she got a good look at Fuutarou, even losing her smile momentarily and was replaced by a look of surprise. This didn't go unnoticed by the young man, who raised an eyebrow at her in slight confusion.
Itsuki noticed it as well, but simply thought that her sister was confused with Fuutarou being here. "Yotsuba, Uesugi-kun here is our tutor. He's the one that Father told us about yesterday. The one whom he hired to act as our tutor to help us graduate," she explained.
That explanation managed to snap Yotsuba out of her little trance, as she put on a smile once again. "Really?! Then we'll finally get to pass our exams!" she grinned, throwing out her hand for a proper handshake. "It's nice to meet you, Uesugi-san!"
"Likewise," he replied, returning the gesture properly but he was clearly bothered by something now. "There's something familiar about her, but I can't put my finger on it…"
"Well then Yotsuba, would you mind getting the other girls to come downstairs so they can meet Uesugi-kun? After all, we cannot have a tutoring session with only the three of us. We'll wait for you at the couch," said Itsuki.
Yotsuba nodded eagerly. "Okay!"
As Yotsuba ran upstairs to gather the rest of their sisters, the two classmates went to the couch and dumped their bags there, with Fuutarou bringing out several test papers while Itsuki brought out her books, a notebook, and her pen.
"These girls are quintuplets, so I should expect four identical girls walking down those stairs at any moment…" he thought to himself, looking up at the staircase which most likely led to their individual rooms upstairs.
"Uesugi-kun, I have to tell you that my sisters can be…" Itsuki spoke, getting his attention as she tried to find the right word to use in describing her family. "…very different from me, like what just saw from Yotsuba. They might not be willing to study just because you're our tutor now, especially Nino, but I'm sure that they will all come to their senses if I explain that—"
"Itsuki," he cut her off firmly, giving her a stern expression. "You don't have to bother. Let me worry about these things and just focus on studying, alright?"
"O-Okay," she nodded her head slowly, unable to argue against his words and since it was the only thing she could do right now. Fuutarou gave her a headpat for her troubles, with the girl smiling like a pleased cat as she felt his hand slowly run through her red locks.
Afterwards, the two waited for the other quints to arrive, with Fuutarou keeping his eye at the top of the staircase the whole time. He then several different voices coming from there, and he knew at that point that it was them. Part of him was curious on how they looked, since they were supposed to be quintuplets. Did they really look like each other that he won't be able to distinguish them? Or did they have some differences between them that could make things easier for him?
Either way, this meeting was going to be interesting.
"Ugh, did you really have to bring me here?! I already said we don't need a tutor last night!" Fuutarou heard one of them speak in a tone that just screamed irritation, and he quickly took note that one of them didn't like him. Interesting.
"Uhm, he's already here waiting for us, so we should at least meet him." This one sounded like Yotsuba, but he could be wrong.
"Then I'll make him leave so he'll never have to show his face here again!" Yep, this was the same one who didn't like him.
The other quints finally came into view, walking down the staircase altogether. They were completely enthralled in their conversation to even notice his presence, and Fuutarou took this opportunity to have a closer look at the girls whom he would be stuck with from now on.
One of them had short hair, shorter than the others with one long right bang on the side of her face. Two interesting details about her was the lone earring on her right ear, and the calm smile on her face. Fuutarou had a feeling that she would be easy to get along with, but knew that he still had to keep his guard up just in case.
The second one had long hair — even longer than Itsuki, in fact — and twin butterfly ribbons on either side of head. The only distinct detail about her was the deep scowl plastered on her face, which could only mean that this was the sister who didn't like him. She'll be interesting to work with, and Fuutarou already began thinking of ways to deal with her should the situation arises.
The last one bore long hair too, although it only reached her shoulders when it came to length. She had a gloomy look on her face and she wore blue headphones around her neck. Just from first glance, Fuutarou could already tell that she was dealing with a problem of her own, but he had no idea what it could be.
"Nino, don't you think that's too far? We can just tell him that in a more respectful manner so that we don't cause trouble. He's someone hired by Dad, after all." This girl with the short hair sounded a lot calmer than the other two, though the blonde punk couldn't be certain if it was because she was truly kind or just feeling sleepy.
"No! If we don't say it directly to his face right away, then he won't understand!"
"And what are you gonna do if he doesn't leave? You don't even sound convincing." The girl with the headphones had a calm voice as well, but she also sounded all down and gloomy for some reason… yep, she was definitely going through something.
"Then I'll kick him out! I don't care what he's like, just as long as he never shows his face…" the long-haired quint who disliked him suddenly trailed off in her words, as it was at this point that the other three girls found themselves face-to-face with the blonde delinquent who also happened to be their tutor. "…again."
The girls stared at him with wide eyes — well, the one with short hair and the one who seemed to hate his guts, at least — for the next few moments, as if they weren't expecting someone like him to be their tutor. What's strange was that the quint with butterfly ribbons immediately lost any look of hostility in her eyes, while the sister who had short hair lost all signs of sleepiness that was still present in her features until now.
"I brought them here, Itsuki! Just like you wanted!" Yotsuba spoke, going so far as to give her sister a salute like a loyal soldier.
"Thank you, Yotsuba." Itsuki sent her ribbon-wearing sister a grateful smile, before facing the others next. "Everyone, I would like you to meet our tutor, Fuutarou Uesugi-kun. He actually studies at the same school as us, and he is also my classmate. He'll be the one helping us with our academics so that we—"
"That's enough, Itsuki. I'll take over from here," he cut the girl off, who quickly took the command to heart and kept her mouth shut instantly. Fuutarou then turned towards the others, giving them a serious look but also maintaining a civil tone so that he wouldn't come off as a jerk.
First impressions matter, after all.
"I won't make this long, so I'll cut to the chase. I don't care what you think of me or how you see me right now, but I was hired by your father to be your tutor and I accepted the offer. Whether you like it or not, I'm going to be here most of the time to teach all of you and help you graduate from high school. If you want to complain, be my guest. But we'll see where that takes you once you answer these," Fuutarou explained calmly then before showing them a stack of papers that he had placed on the table earlier.
"W-What are those?" asked the girl with the butterfly ribbons.
"These are exam papers that I made myself. You're going to answer them individually, so that we'll know where you girls are lacking, which subjects they are, and how much help you'll need help in them," he explained further, before setting the exam papers back down. "Before that, though, would you mind introducing yourselves to me? It still feels a bit strange seeing five of you sharing the same face…"
Upon hearing his request, the girls looked at each other a few times, having different expressions on their faces as though they were thinking of what they should do and relaying it to each other through gestures. It didn't take long for them to reach an answer, and Fuutarou got it in the form of someone speaking up.
"Well, I'm Ichika," the short-haired girl said, before giving him a wink. "If you ever need anything, Fuutarou-kun, you can always count on your Onee-san to help!"
Ah, so she's the teasing/older sister type who loved to mess around and tease other people for her amusement. This is far from the first time he encountered someone like Ichika, whether it be in his doujins or in real life, so he knew how people like her worked and in case of emergencies, how to handle her.
Also, like with Yotsuba, there's something eerily familiar about this girl… as if he had already met her before… but when and where, exactly?
"Uhm… I'm Nino," the girl with long hair and butterfly ribbons spoke in a quiet voice, before sending him a deep frown despite the obvious blush on her face. "D-Don't forget my name, got it?!"
Okay, this was definitely strange.
From her tone alone earlier, it was clear that she didn't like him and if coupled with her demeanor, it just meant that she didn't want him around here. So why is it that now, she's acting all shy and flustered for some reason?
It all started when she saw him for the first time, right? He has to be the reason why she's like this right now. Was she a tsundere of some sorts? Did she have a thing for him? Did she find him hot or something? It wouldn't be the first time someone's thought of him in that way.
Bah, you know what? Those are questions to be asked for later.
"My name is Miku," the girl wearing headphones spoke, only raising her head slightly for a moment before returning to her gloomy look.
Well, that was pretty straightforward. She just stated her name and said nothing more. Perhaps Miku would be easy to get along with as well, but it's best not to hold his breath. There could be something about her that he would have to deal with in the future.
"You heard it from Itsuki earlier, but I'm Yotsuba! I'm excited to start studying, Uesugi-san!" the girl with the green ribbon exclaimed, smiling brightly again.
"This girl… can she be…?" Fuutarou thought, taking a good look at Yotsuba and comparing her to a certain person whom he met five years ago during a school trip. Obviously, that person should be all grown up by now, but even after all these years he could still recognize that smile when he sees it.
Right now, there was a feeling in his gut that was telling him that the person who was the sole reason for him being the best student in school was standing in front of him, and he was going to tutor her.
As much as Fuutarou wanted to ask the question of whether she was the girl he met in Kyoto five years ago and reunite with her if it was true, he kept it to himself for now. There's an appropriate time for that, and it's not today.
"You already know who I am, but I'm Itsuki. I promise to do my best for this exam, Uesugi-kun!" Itsuki smiled as well, although there was a clear blush on her cheeks for obvious reasons.
"Thank you for enlightening me," he gave them all a nod of thanks before handing over a blank exam paper to each of them, with every girl staring at it in both wonder and nervousness. "Now let's get this over with, shall we? I'll give you an hour to answer all of these as best as you can, then I'll check your answers afterwards. Good luck, you guys."
As Fuutarou moved away and focused his attention on his phone and some messages he received, the quints all exchanged glances, unsure of what they should do right now. They didn't really prepare for this, even Itsuki, and none of them were even sure that they had a chance to pass.
In the end, though, there's only one thing to do, and that was to give in and just answer these things.
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"Well… you all got a score of 100…"
The looks on the girls' faces showed utmost happiness, as they weren't expecting to hear those words from his mouth. However, their shared joy died out as quickly as a lit match when Fuutarou showed them their test results.
"…if I added your scores altogether. Ichika got 12, Nino got a 20, Miku got 32, Yotsuba got an 8, and Itsuki got 28," he continued, before shaking his head slowly. "I had the feeling that you guys needed help since your father hired me to teach all of you, but I didn't think it would be this bad."
None of the quints spoke up to say something and they all just stared down at the table below them in disappointment, especially Itsuki. She even promised that she would do her best, but she failed to live up to his expectations.
Fuutarou just sighed and distributed each paper to their respective owners, not wanting them to waste time sulking about their inability to pass an exam. They had a tutor now, so this is not the time to look down on themselves but rather to improve and be better.
"Regardless, I made the decision to accept the job, so it's my responsibility to help all of you achieve higher grades, but I will also need you to cooperate with me so that we won't have any problems. For now, take these as a sign of where you stand now, but also to motivate yourselves into doing better."
With that, he gave them a quick nod before picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. This snapped the girls out of their melancholic expression as they watched Fuutarou gather his things so that he can leave.
Much to the other girls' surprise, it was Nino who spoke up.
"Wait, you're not even going to teach us? What happened to being a tutor?!" she cried, terribly confused with this turn of events.
"I will, but not today. I need to figure out how to work with each one of you now that I know your weak subjects and those that you show potential in," he explained calmly like it was just another Tuesday, before waving his hand goodbye. "Until next time, girls."
None of the girls could say anything more as Fuutarou walked out of the penthouse without another word and closed the door behind him, leaving the five quints simply staring on and unsure of what to do next. It wasn't until a minute after the blonde punk left that one of them finally spoke up, and it was Ichika.
"Nino… did you just let him leave without even telling it to his face?" she asked, a teasing smile forming on her face.
Almost immediately, Nino froze up like a statue, her eyes wide in alarm as she began to panic internally. The other girls quickly caught on to the truth behind Ichika's words and they couldn't help but be interested in this. Ichika was right, Nino didn't really do anything to make him 'leave' despite her claims that she would and Fuutarou even left of his own volition, without being told to.
"I-I-I don't know what you're talking about…!" Nino quickly denied Ichika's claim, shaking her head furiously before putting on a smug look. "I mean, it's a good thing that he's gone now, right?! He won't be bothering us again!"
"Uh, he just said that he'll be seeing us again soon," Miku pointed out.
Nino's eye twitched, sending her sister an annoyed glance before keeping up her confident aura, as if nothing was wrong with her. "I-Is that so? Then I'll make him leave the next time he shows his face here! I'll kick him out of our house for good…!"
None of her sisters seemed to believe her words, only staring at her with blank looks that caused Nino to panic inside even more.
"Hmm, I think I see what's going on here," Ichika smiled deviously, putting one hand on her hip while placing a finger on the side of her mouth in a thinking pose. "It appears that our dear sister Nino has developed a crush on our tutor right off the bat."
Miku and Yotsuba were both taken aback by that statement, because for one, they didn't expect it and second, Nino didn't like outsiders, especially those who dared to lay a hand on her family. In fact, the last time that a boy tried to hit on her sisters, he ended up receiving a big bruise on the jaw.
To hear that Nino was actually attracted to someone… it sounded unreal.
On the other hand, while Itsuki was surprised, she could understand why would Ichika imply such a thing. She wouldn't blame Nino for having a crush on their tutor. It's not really easy to ignore Fuutarou's looks, and she herself initially had no interest in relationships before. But in the end, she was easily swayed by his charm when she saw him at the restroom yesterday with Yumi, not that that was a bad thing. Itsuki would never regret what happened, because the feeling of the young man's rod invading her pussy was just so fulfilling and pleasing.
No, no, don't think about it right now! Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to focus and she would get aroused! Fuutarou wasn't even here anymore!
"W-What…?!" Nino almost yelled, flabbergasted. "I-I don't have a crush on that guy! I don't want him here, nor do I want him near us!"
Her sisters continued to stare blankly, not believing her words one bit which only served to piss Nino off even more. She was forced into a corner here, and her own tough exterior was starting to break apart because of the other girls doubting her.
"Ugh, I hate all of you! I'm going to my room!" she cried, before fleeing to her room as fast as she could to hide her red face from everyone else, and to avoid being put in the spotlight any longer. What was strange, however, was that she brought her exam paper along with her instead of leaving it on the table.
The other Nakano quintuplets simply looked on as Ichika hummed and nodded her head in realization. "Yep, she totally has a crush on him."
"I'm shocked!" said Yotsuba. "I thought Nino didn't like other people coming here other than Papa and Ebata-san? And she has a crush on Uesugi-san as well?!"
"Maybe Fuutarou's just her type," Miku shrugged.
"Well, it seems that we're done here, so I'll just go back to my room to take a nap…" Ichika let out a big yawn and stretched out her arms, before she began her slow walk back upstairs. "I'll see you at dinner, everyone."
With that, the number of girls downstairs decreased to only three as Ichika disappeared into the hallway. It remained this way for a few moments until Itsuki spoke up.
"Indeed… I suppose I can do some studying of my own, then! Uesugi-kun did tell us to review our answers, after all," she said, grabbing her paper tightly before walking upstairs to her room.
"Oh, let me join, Itsuki!" Yotsuba exclaimed, running after her sister with her own test paper in hand.
As soon as the two other girls disappeared upstairs, Miku was the only one left by the table, never moving from where she was while she had her head down. She had a thoughtful look on her face, and it seemed like she was thinking hard about something, particularly about what just happened.
"Fuutarou… can he do it?" Miku thought to herself in confusion. "Can he really help us? Help me? If Itsuki trusts him, then maybe I could do the same… but I need to know for sure…"
Miku was already forming a plan in her mind, a plan for her to find out whether or not Fuutarou can be someone she can entrust with her high school life. If this doesn't work out, then she would just give up. But if this somehow succeeds, then perhaps this whole tutoring thing might not be a bad thing after all…
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Fuutarou opened the door to the rooftop of the school and stepped out into the area, making sure that were was no one else here right now. Once he was sure that the rooftop was completely free of any other unwanted presence, the blonde delinquent went to the bench behind the staircase, where he saw one of the quints standing there with her back turned, waiting for him. She wore a blue jacket over her uniform, and blue headphones were wrapped around her neck.
After lunch period was over and when everyone returned to the classroom, Fuutarou found a note in his bag where it said, "Meet me at the rooftop. I can't hold back my feelings anymore," and that it was from Miku.
While he didn't think twice about going to the rooftop to meet with Miku, he highly doubted that she was going to ask him to fuck her brains out there, even if the note she left in his bag basically implied it. There's got to be a hidden intention behind this that he's not getting…
Then again, he could be wrong and Miku really did want a piece of him right now, the note being a dead giveaway to her real feelings. He would honestly be surprised if that happened given that they didn't even interact much yesterday, but he wouldn't be complaining if it did.
Maybe he just had that effect on people. Two days ago, he had sex with his childhood friend here in this place with several girls around, and got all of them to masturbate to the scene that they watched. So far, none of those said girls approached him about it yet, but considering that there hasn't been any 'rumors' about him engaging in sexual acts in school yet, then those people must be keeping it a secret. And if they were keeping it a secret, then that means they want something in return for it to stay that way.
Anyway, that's an issue for another time. For now, his attention should be directed towards Miku alone.
"So why did you want to meet me here?" he asked, putting his hands in his pockets in a nonchalant manner.
"I won't waste any more time," Miku spoke as she turned around, looking at him with the same gloomy expression from yesterday. "I don't trust you to be our tutor, not when you're just a student like us."
Okay, looks like this really wasn't about confessing her feelings and asking him to fuck her, but was this really the reason why she asked him to meet her? Just to tell him that she had no faith in him? There's got to be something more to this…
Fuutarou kept calm and simply raised an eyebrow curiously. "Did Itsuki not tell you and your sisters about my exam scores? Surely you must have realized that your father wouldn't have hired me to teach the five of you if I'm not good enough to be one."
"She did, but that's out of the question," she shook her head. Yeah, Itsuki told them more about Fuutarou during dinner last night and she was honestly surprised to learn that he was the best student in school, getting perfect scores in all of his exams like it was nothing. But, it did nothing to alleviate her doubts regarding him. "I'm saying that you don't have to waste your time. Out of all of us, Itsuki is the only one who does her best to study. We all suck, especially me."
The gloomy expression on her face became worse, her eyes becoming downcast as she lowered her head and looked down on the ground.
"Well damn, this is a serious case of having no self-confidence, even though she ended up scoring the highest among them yesterday… I guess this is the reason why she looks gloomy, then…" the young man thought as he couldn't help but feel bad for the girl. "I suppose this is what I should be dealing with first when it comes to Miku. But what can I do…"
Unaware of what her supposed tutor was thinking about, Miku raised her head slightly to look at the blonde punk with a melancholic smile. "So I'm telling you right now, Fuutarou, you don't have to waste time trying to teach us. Just focus on yourself."
Fuutarou only stared at her afterwards, not saying nor doing anything. He just stood there in his place and stared at her to the point that Miku began feeling slightly nervous of what he was thinking about. Wait, he was deep in his thoughts, right? Because there's no reason for him to just stand there and stay quiet while —
"You know what? I get you."
"Huh…?" Miku blinked in confusion, wondering what he was trying to say.
"I get why you're feeling this way, but I'll leave it at that. More importantly, I respect your wishes and I have no problem quitting as a tutor since I don't really need extra money, but the thing is that I already accepted the job, and your sisters are now expecting me to do my role, so I can't just walk away from this either. Therefore, I propose a challenge to settle this," he declared, raising a finger as if he thought of a wonderful idea.
"What kind of challenge?" she asked, intrigued.
"From your test results yesterday, most of your answers about Japanese history, particularly the Sengoku era, were all correct. This only means that you're fond of that subject, so let's make this challenge about that," he pointed, causing the girl to blush deeply in embarrassment, breaking her gloomy expression almost instantly. "I thought about having a little quiz between us, but that would only take too much of our time, so I thought of something more… practical."
"W-W-Which is?" she stuttered, trying to calm the raging blush on her face from being exposed out of nowhere.
"We're gonna play a little game. I'm going to act as a typical warlord from the Sengoku era, while you're my slave who was once part of my enemy's forces, but I captured you during one of my conquests. For thirty minutes, I can do whatever I want to your body while you can only watch and do nothing. If you manage to get through thirty minutes without asking for more, then you win and I'll stop being your tutor. However, if you give in within that period of time and beg me to do more, then you lose and you'll just have to accept the fact that I'll be stuck with you girls from now on."
The reaction he got from Miku was instantaneous.
"T-T-That's… That's too inappropriate…! We're in school, Fuutarou! Someone will see us!" she exclaimed, both worry and panic being seen in her eyes.
"I don't care if we get caught, even though no one comes here that much anyway. I'm supposed to be a warlord, someone who doesn't fear anything, not even death," he explained calmly, before flashing her a smirk. "Also, I didn't hear a 'no' from you, so I guess you're fine with this?"
"I-I…" she tried to speak, but couldn't find the strength within her to say anything. Truth be told, she was indeed caught off guard by that 'game' he came up with and she thought it was ridiculous, but a part of her couldn't help but be curious of how this would go, because she loved anything related to the Sengoku era.
She would only need to play as a slave to a warlord for thirty minutes, right? All while resisting against everything that her captor will try to do to her. Once she does this, Fuutarou will stop being their tutor effectively, just like what she wanted.
Sure, she could suggest something else that didn't involve, ehrm… inappropriate situations, but there's no way she would back out of a challenge that involved her passion for the Sengoku era.
"F-Fine. I… I accept your challenge!" she fired back, her cheeks still blushing from embarrassment.
"Then let's get this over with," he smirked as he walked towards her.
Miku had to hold herself back from fainting immediately when Fuutarou began to unbutton her jacket, forcing her to shut her eyes tightly so she wouldn't have to look at him as he undressed her. However, her cheeks turning tomato red and her ears emitting steam were enough signs to show that she was clearly unsure about all this, but she can't say that she was regretting it. If this is what it will take to make him give up on them, then she'll do it!
After Fuutarou fully unbuttoned her jacket, he spread it open and sent her a knowing look. Understanding what he was trying to do, Miku raised her arms slightly, allowing him to slip the garment off her shoulders and leaving her in just her uniform.
The girl could only keep her head low, hiding her blushing cheeks from him but also making no attempts to stop the blonde punk from doing this. She knew what was going to happen from here on out, but she just remained in place as she felt him unbuttoning her white blouse next.
However, just as he was about to undo the second one, he stopped all of a sudden. This caused Miku to look up at him in slight surprise, her tutor having a cautious look on his face. He seemed suspicious of her for some reason…
"Last chance to back out," he stated, sending her a serious look. "Do you or do you not want to do this, Miku? I can admit that deep down, I want to do this but making someone do something against their will is the last thing that I want to happen. I don't need that on my conscience. If you want me to stop, tell me right now and we can forget this ever happened."
Her eyes widened slightly upon hearing his words. Here she was, practically offering herself to him as per the conditions of this game that they came up with, but he was still hesitant to do something that she wasn't comfortable with or worse, something she didn't really want to do.
It made Miku think for a moment about what she really wanted to do, which included second doubts about this whole 'game' and what they can do in place of it. For a moment, she thought about a competition between them when it comes to the Sengoku era, but his words then came to her mind about that particular game taking up too much time. Competing against the best student in school only served to diminish her self-confidence as well.
In the end, the girl only shook her head and forced herself to look up at Fuutarou, staring at him straight in the eyes.
"I want to do this," was her firm answer, losing her embarrassed look for a moment just to show her resolve. If this was what it takes to make him stop wasting his time with them, then she would do it.
"Alright."
Taking that as his cue, Fuutarou unbuttoned Miku's blouse completely and slid it off her shoulders, leaving her bra-clad breasts out in the open for him to see. He didn't waste time and reached behind her to unclip the only remaining garment that was in the way, but that was when Miku's instincts flared, reaching up to grab his wrists which prevented him from moving. He thought of removing her headphones as well, but decided to keep them where they were.
Fuutarou threw her an unamused look. "Don't forget the rules of this game, Miku."
Miku immediately realized what she was doing. "I'm sorry!" she panicked, letting go of his wrists before looking down in shame.
"Know your place, slave. Say it properly this time and look at me when you say it," he said with a stern voice, which, for a moment, made the girl think that he was really a warlord from the Sengoku era.
She raised her head, surrendering herself to his piercing gaze. "I'm sorry… Fuutarou-sama," she spoke with a tone of submission, something that instantly sent blood to the young man's lower regions from her voice alone.
He hid it behind his dominating presence, knowing that it would be his loss if he doesn't focus. Then again, he was confident enough that this will end in less than ten minutes!
Oh well, whatever the case, he should just enjoy this twisted role-play while he can. Fuutarou could already tell that Miku was slowly getting into it, and it wouldn't be long before she becomes putty in his hands.
"Next time, I won't be as forgiving."
Miku nodded. "I understand, Fuutarou-sama."
With that, he resumed his earlier action, unclipping the bra from behind and letting it fall, revealing her breasts to him. Despite Miku's burning red cheeks, she made no move to cover herself and just stood there like an obedient slave who belonged to the young man before her.
Even though he was basically staring at the same pair of breasts that also belonged to Itsuki due to these girls being quintuplets, Fuutarou still appreciated the twin globes of flesh before him. They were like two big ripe apples fit for the taking, perfectly punctuated by a pink nipple that were already starting to rise.
Miku felt like she was about to die of embarrassment but the moment she felt Fuutarou's hands touch her breast and grab them softly, she couldn't stop herself from releasing a moan out of pleasure. His touch alone sent tingles down her spine in a good way, forcing her to just close her eyes and enjoy this whole new sensation she was experiencing.
That was exactly what Fuutarou wanted to happen, taking advantage of the girl's vulnerability to kneel in front of her, taking one of her large breasts in his mouth, sucking on it greedily while his other hand worked on squeezing and pinching the nipple of her other one.
"F-Fuutarou-sama…!" Miku gasped, her eyes shooting open in response, her whole face turning as red as her hair upon seeing him suck on her breast like a child having his favorite candy. "T-That's… you can't…"
"Oh? Why can't I? What are you going to do about it?" he asked playfully, looking up at her smugly. Miku was unable to come up with an answer and just kept quiet, although her cheeks never lost their red hue. "Besides, it seems like you're liking this as well."
The blonde tutor kissed her nipple, which was now fully erect, before rolling his tongue around the area over and over. He soon switched to her other breast, doing the same thing again while also biting down on the erect nub softly, causing Miku to roll her head around in every direction, her mouth wide open and her breathing becoming more erratic in response.
Fuutarou smirked to himself when he heard her whimper the moment his mouth left her boobs, but was immediately back to moaning in helpless pleasure when he began to kiss his way down her stomach, stopping within a few inches of her skirt.
Miku quickly knew that those things on her lower body needed to go, so before he could even do anything, she quickly pulled down her skirt along with her pantyhose, throwing them to the side which only left her in her panties as her last remaining garment. She blushed deeply, taking a moment to think of what she's about to do, before deciding to go through with it anyway.
And so, after taking in a deep breath, Miku pulled down her panties and tossed them aside as well, willing herself to stand upright and prevent herself from covering her privates. She was supposed to be a slave, and slaves should bear with the orders given to them, no matter how degrading or shameful it may be.
Miku knew that Fuutarou was staring at her nether regions down below. She could literally feel his gaze settling on the most private part of her body and despite the massive embarrassment she felt from his actions, she couldn't help but feel aroused that she was in this position; standing before a boy who was supposed to be her tutor, completely naked and unable to do anything, all while said boy was pleasing her in different ways.
"Good thing you already know what to do," he complimented her quick awareness with a smile, before going back to his stern demeanor. "But now I want you lie down on your back and spread your legs."
"L-Lie down…? W-Why?" she asked, tilting her head in slight confusion while also having a feeling about where this was going, which was making her more nervous as the seconds passed.
"Are you questioning my orders, slave?" he frowned.
She quickly shook her head, fearing that she was about to do something wrong. "N-No, Fuutarou-sama, I'll—!" Miku cut herself mid-sentence and took a deep breath to calm herself. "I'll do it…"
Her lip quivering in both nervousness and anticipation, Miku slowly knelt down and sat on her butt, taking a moment to remove her headphones, before lying down on her back carefully just as Fuutarou wanted her to do. Despite her massive embarrassment, she also spread her legs apart, showing her now-dripping pussy to Fuutarou for him to see.
The girl wanted nothing more than for the world to swallow her whole right now from the shame she felt, but a large part of her wanted to experience that feeling again, when Fuutarou was playing with her breasts and even sucking on them earlier. It just felt so good that Miku wanted it to happen again. She wasn't even aware of how much time had passed since this 'game' began and honestly speaking, she wasn't even sure if she wanted to keep doing this anymore.
The sight of Miku Nakano lying right there in front of him like his obedient slave made his lower regions strain, his cock itching to be free of its prison already. However, he threw the thought to the back of his mind and simply focused on the now, which is to show this girl the full experience of bliss and ecstasy until she submits. Fuutarou could already tell that she was close to giving in, so he would take his time with this as he pleased.
Fuutarou discarded his jacket followed by his uniform, leaving himself topless before the naked quint. Miku actually blushed even more when she saw his bare upper body, but a part of her also felt excited for what was to come. Her cheeks only grew darker when he knelt in front of her and leaned down, reaching closer to her wet cunt.
Miku cried out loudly when she felt his tongue descend upon her clit, so much that her back arched off the floor and spit flew out of her mouth. While Fuutarou was surprised with her reaction, he was also pleased with it and continued to lick her clitoris, before moving down to her labia, then finally to her folds.
"Ahhh! Ahh, Fuutarou-sama… it… it feels so good!" Miku continued to moan loudly, not caring if she could be heard by other people at this point. Her eyes snapped wide open when Fuutarou speared his tongue inside of her, thrusting in and out a few times before lapping up the juices that leaked from her pussy. He even made sure that Miku heard him slurp up her fluids, which only made her wetter.
Unable to keep herself from falling to her ever-growing lust, Miku reached out with her arms and grabbed Fuutarou's head, pulling him even closer to her wet entrance, not caring even if her actions were wrong.
Truthfully, Fuutarou was tempted to stop right now and punish Miku for her mistake, but simply chose to let it slide. If anything, this was working in his favor because it showed that he was driving her crazy that she wanted nothing more than to reach her climax at this point.
His victory was inevitable now.
Grabbing both of the girls' thighs and giving them a squeeze, Fuutarou continued to lick and drink every drop of Miku's wetness as much as he could, even sucking on every part of lower regions. The moans and cries that came out of Miku were like music in his ears as the girl felt something stirring in her loins. She didn't know what it was, but she wanted it to come.
Miku let out her loudest moan yet as her orgasm finally arrived after a minute, hitting her like a tidal wave that shook her whole body to the core. Her back arched off the ground, her toes curled, and her hands grasped his head tightly as she exploded.
Fuutarou only chuckled as he was greeted by the juices that sprayed out of Miku's pussy, letting it cover his face while licking some of it that got in his mouth. He wasn't phased one bit and even looked like he was enjoying it.
The girl's body fell back to the ground when her climax finally ended, breathing heavily from exhaustion while her eyes looked half-lidded as if she was about to pass out from post-orgasmic bliss. However, she didn't let that happen and instead chose to speak up, using whatever voice she had left right now.
"F-Fuutarou-sama…"
"What is it, Miku?" he smiled, licking some of the feminine juices that were near his mouth as he looked at the girl.
"I… give up…"
His smile slowly turned into a smirk, unsurprised by her action but clearly enjoying it. "What do you mean?" he asked, feigning ignorance.
"I lose," she panted, before slowly lifting herself up on her elbows. She wasn't completely out of strength yet, and she just needed a few moments of rest to catch her breath. "I'll accept you as my tutor, just… please give me more…"
And that was the sign of his victory.
He didn't doubt himself one bit. He was completely sure that he could make Miku beg for his dick just like what Itsuki had done yesterday, and that's what he did.
He had experience, and it wasn't for nothing.
Fuutarou could take his prize now if he wanted to, but there was something more important in his mind that takes precedence at this moment.
"I suppose I can give you what you want, however…" his smirk disappeared, and a more thoughtful expression took over his features. It's like his whole demeanor did a 180. "Do you still think you suck, though?"
Miku blinked in surprise at his sudden shift in tone, before her gloomy look returned, reminding herself of her failures. "I always have… and even you can't change that, Fuutarou-sama," she said in defeat.
"Miku, look at me," he spoke, causing her to turn towards him. "The fact that you tried to hold it in and even resist against my actions at first is just proof that you don't suck. You're capable of doing so much more, if you just believe in yourself."
She stared at him in shock, while also wondering what he meant by those words. Capable of doing so much more? She couldn't even get any other answer right in the test he gave them yesterday, apart from the ones that involved the Sengoku period.
"But… how? All I'm good at is studying about the Sengoku era… I'm not like my sisters. They all have more interesting hobbies than I do…"
Fuutarou smiled as he stood up and unbuttoned his pants. "I'll answer that later. For now, treat this as an extra lesson from your tutor."
MINASAN, YONDE KURETE ARIGATŌ! AISHITEMAAAAASUUUUU! *starts playing air guitar*
-Lance